Enormous post of dorkism!
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windlionI might have mentioned I was going to post about the Renfaire, so I suppose I shall get around to it presently, as I have nothing else better to do~ I did have this big old post on crack dreams prepped about a week or so ago, but my browser crashed and ate it- apparently autosaved drafts did nothing. Hnf. No one wanted to hear about Godzilla-ish dragons and grumpy veterans what ride them anyways. XD
So instead, I shall spam you with . . . quite a bit of pictures. Slow modems beware!
Long story short, in order to go to the Renfaire, I went with Jens to her boy's house, wherein I sneezed lots at cats, we ate pizza, we played Mario party on the Wii, and Kinky Boots was the order of the evening. In the briiight and early morning, we all slapped our Renwear together, and let Jen's boy's equally dorky father drive us to the NY Renfaire. About two hours later, we proceeded to take another half hour getting ourselves satisfactorily arranged in Renwear, but amusingly, most of the hold-up was waiting for the father to get his hose, doublet, rapier belt etc. all set. It must be added that this was a particularly hot, sunny summer day, so we were sweating before we were even moving. Ah, how we suffer for our dorkitude! We managed to lose our chauffeur completely by accident only about half an hour later, as we had an agenda for shopping to get to. . .
We ran into one of their college friends early on - before the major purchases. Compare with -
Later, after said major purchases. . . with the horse who liked to eat sleeves, feathers, and generally suck up to women. Attention-whore horse! (At least he wasn't the horse that ditched his knight later in the joust. The poor bastard, hitting and rolling in plate mail has got to suck.)
Though we had our priorities, we did indeed get a fair share of the festivities beyond the shopping. We got to watch the slack-wire act, the fake yaoi scoundrels show, the juggler in his fabulous purple velvet hose, and the entirety of the joust, which was memorable. It being the first day, a number of things went wrong with the archery and joust competition, including anxious horses, someone shooting a speaker, and horrible timing with the jousting, but it was to be expected. They kept going despite it all, and it was rather entertaining on the whole.
After the joust, it was time to go home, and we finally ran into our chaperone. . . It turns out we lost him in one of the taverns that we deemed too sketchy to enter. Figures. There had been vague plans to drink mead while there, but the heat just made drinking an intolerable idea.
He obliged us with a closing shot, which shows us in all our tired and sweaty glory- but it was a lot of fun! (I think I'm the only one who got sunburned, too. Curses.)
Items acquired: One Hat of +5 Awesome, One Pimping Feather Fan, and One Free Cleavage Rose
Even if I spent more than I had planned on, I'm already looking forward to the next one. XD
This also brings me to my next point, and why I waited forever to post this anyways. . . while at the fair, I spotted something that was both awesome and familiar- ceramic horns on shoe-laces! I immediately remembered Flidget saying she'd had a pair of ceramic devil horns that she lost a long time ago, and so, a suitable pair of Pan's horns were found and acquired. Tempting though they were, Jens and I refrained from buying any for ourselves, because, for one they didn't have the shapes we wanted, and two- we figured we could do better with a package of Sculpey and some leather laces.
Something more on the order of seven packages later. . .
. . . I think we got the hang of it. Anyone in the market for some awesome ceramic horns? XD
They're not all perfect by a long shot, as we especially have issues getting the little ones to stand evenly and not look "deet de dee" idiotic, but I think they all came out pretty well. ^^ (Of my lot, I nominate the unicorn horn as a best-selling gag gift. It's . . . so incredibly stupid, it truly must be used to harass the loser of a drunken bet. XD) I'm wondering if anyone would actually buy them, though. . . Or how I'd sell them if I did have that in mind. The nice thing is that it's just Sculpey- name a color, and it's probably viable, so customs are very possible.
And that's all I had in mind to harass you all with tonight~ I've actually got a mediafire account, so I have no excuse for not providing a music post, except that I have no idea what to share. -_-;;;
So instead, I shall spam you with . . . quite a bit of pictures. Slow modems beware!
Long story short, in order to go to the Renfaire, I went with Jens to her boy's house, wherein I sneezed lots at cats, we ate pizza, we played Mario party on the Wii, and Kinky Boots was the order of the evening. In the briiight and early morning, we all slapped our Renwear together, and let Jen's boy's equally dorky father drive us to the NY Renfaire. About two hours later, we proceeded to take another half hour getting ourselves satisfactorily arranged in Renwear, but amusingly, most of the hold-up was waiting for the father to get his hose, doublet, rapier belt etc. all set. It must be added that this was a particularly hot, sunny summer day, so we were sweating before we were even moving. Ah, how we suffer for our dorkitude! We managed to lose our chauffeur completely by accident only about half an hour later, as we had an agenda for shopping to get to. . .
We ran into one of their college friends early on - before the major purchases. Compare with -
Later, after said major purchases. . . with the horse who liked to eat sleeves, feathers, and generally suck up to women. Attention-whore horse! (At least he wasn't the horse that ditched his knight later in the joust. The poor bastard, hitting and rolling in plate mail has got to suck.)
Though we had our priorities, we did indeed get a fair share of the festivities beyond the shopping. We got to watch the slack-wire act, the fake yaoi scoundrels show, the juggler in his fabulous purple velvet hose, and the entirety of the joust, which was memorable. It being the first day, a number of things went wrong with the archery and joust competition, including anxious horses, someone shooting a speaker, and horrible timing with the jousting, but it was to be expected. They kept going despite it all, and it was rather entertaining on the whole.
After the joust, it was time to go home, and we finally ran into our chaperone. . . It turns out we lost him in one of the taverns that we deemed too sketchy to enter. Figures. There had been vague plans to drink mead while there, but the heat just made drinking an intolerable idea.
He obliged us with a closing shot, which shows us in all our tired and sweaty glory- but it was a lot of fun! (I think I'm the only one who got sunburned, too. Curses.)
Items acquired: One Hat of +5 Awesome, One Pimping Feather Fan, and One Free Cleavage Rose
Even if I spent more than I had planned on, I'm already looking forward to the next one. XD
This also brings me to my next point, and why I waited forever to post this anyways. . . while at the fair, I spotted something that was both awesome and familiar- ceramic horns on shoe-laces! I immediately remembered Flidget saying she'd had a pair of ceramic devil horns that she lost a long time ago, and so, a suitable pair of Pan's horns were found and acquired. Tempting though they were, Jens and I refrained from buying any for ourselves, because, for one they didn't have the shapes we wanted, and two- we figured we could do better with a package of Sculpey and some leather laces.
Something more on the order of seven packages later. . .
. . . I think we got the hang of it. Anyone in the market for some awesome ceramic horns? XD
They're not all perfect by a long shot, as we especially have issues getting the little ones to stand evenly and not look "deet de dee" idiotic, but I think they all came out pretty well. ^^ (Of my lot, I nominate the unicorn horn as a best-selling gag gift. It's . . . so incredibly stupid, it truly must be used to harass the loser of a drunken bet. XD) I'm wondering if anyone would actually buy them, though. . . Or how I'd sell them if I did have that in mind. The nice thing is that it's just Sculpey- name a color, and it's probably viable, so customs are very possible.
And that's all I had in mind to harass you all with tonight~ I've actually got a mediafire account, so I have no excuse for not providing a music post, except that I have no idea what to share. -_-;;;
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